<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643</id><updated>2012-01-09T22:02:56.633+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Simply Klara</title><subtitle type='html'>There's something more painful than learning from experience, and that's not learning from it....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>60</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-487738797155410578</id><published>2007-12-15T13:46:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T15:08:54.347+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/R2PDhOmBTzI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/rltEhe0Fa3w/s1600-h/a28708cce9bb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/R2PDhOmBTzI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/rltEhe0Fa3w/s320/a28708cce9bb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144170175007903538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Happy Holidays good people &amp;amp; remember to vote wisely...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-487738797155410578?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/487738797155410578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=487738797155410578' title='43 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/487738797155410578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/487738797155410578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-holidays.html' title='Happy Holidays'/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/R2PDhOmBTzI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/rltEhe0Fa3w/s72-c/a28708cce9bb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>43</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-5719096571106902700</id><published>2007-11-19T11:46:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T12:04:53.442+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Help ma neighbour is too hottt!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Ma New Neighbour is damn hot!! He smiled @ me jana &amp;amp; for a moment I was temporarily paralysed...Aki I need to move before sins are committed! He's just so fine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-5719096571106902700?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/5719096571106902700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=5719096571106902700' title='37 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/5719096571106902700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/5719096571106902700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2007/11/help-ma-neighbour-is-too-hottt.html' title='Help ma neighbour is too hottt!!!!'/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>37</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-3387659970252303442</id><published>2007-09-29T12:10:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T12:16:52.592+03:00</updated><title type='text'>I love this Quote!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/Rv4XeLKx2CI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Nfmn8FoF2i8/s1600-h/01AwcAXzLBpTEAAAADAAAAAAAAAAA+.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/Rv4XeLKx2CI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Nfmn8FoF2i8/s320/01AwcAXzLBpTEAAAADAAAAAAAAAAA+.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115552033900976162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-3387659970252303442?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/3387659970252303442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=3387659970252303442' title='31 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/3387659970252303442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/3387659970252303442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-love-this-quote.html' title='I love this Quote!!'/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/Rv4XeLKx2CI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Nfmn8FoF2i8/s72-c/01AwcAXzLBpTEAAAADAAAAAAAAAAA+.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>31</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-8304002348574455892</id><published>2007-09-13T11:15:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T11:55:51.816+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake me Up when It's December</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Is it just ma or does anyone long for Dec? I just wanna close my eyes &amp; open them when it's Dec already. First this weather is annoying one day sunny another rainy or so chilly And then these Tsunami &amp;amp; earthquakes scares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;But most importantly I just cant wait for November 30 when I hand in my resignation letter, actually it's already typed just waiting to printed out &amp; handed in..LOL yes thats how anxious am to change jobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am just tired of waking up @ 7 AM everyday &amp;amp; yet am always broke!  besides  I get to take 1 month  off work, just to relax &amp; have me time as much as I want.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I got this other job that I just can't wait to take come Jan (Yes Kip that was what the prayer was all about :=)..) So please September, October &amp; November can u just move it please &amp;amp; faster &amp; Dec please get to drag Kiasi tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;September espec you, can u just move a little bit faster, You know Last month I bailed a relative out of afinancial crisis and plugged myself right deep in one so please elewa da situation  &amp; stop dragging..I need to get to the end of u bana am seriously broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Moving on, Are humans destined Liars? Why do we make promises we have no intentions of keeping? Why Promise to be there in sickness &amp; health yet bolt @ the smell of sickness?? And why do we value Imaje so much? Yes I know Image is everything. But don't we just sometimes overdo it? Why go to such extremes just to impress a group of friends? Why would I pretend not to know someone just to impress these other people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I have afew genuine friends &amp; am content coz I know they Love me just the way am, No need to fake anything, they take me as am &amp;amp; I take them as they are. We all have flaws &amp; despite what one may think you can never be perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;What I have learned is that it's simpler for me when am just me, anytime I try exaggerate it, it backfires right back. That's why am always a take or leave kind of woman. Coz honestly for how long can I really pull that string? If we are gonna be long time pals or partners you need love me as me from the first time otherwise it is all in pretense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;The only time I work hard to impress is when am facing a panelist for a job interview &amp; most of the time I often slip right to the normal fast talking nervous Klara.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-8304002348574455892?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/8304002348574455892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=8304002348574455892' title='37 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/8304002348574455892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/8304002348574455892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2007/09/wake-me-up-when-its-december.html' title='Wake me Up when It&apos;s December'/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>37</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-8568271639664380352</id><published>2007-09-05T13:12:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T14:14:51.212+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer of Thanks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/Rt6PSGl-BFI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JeihHZNiNFQ/s1600-h/n910.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 197px; height: 222px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/Rt6PSGl-BFI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JeihHZNiNFQ/s320/n910.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106676568655004754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Thank you Father for hearing my prayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Thank you Lord for all of your care&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Father for your love sincere&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thank you Father for answering me here&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Father God in Heaven above&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thank you Lord for your gracious love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Father for Jesus your Son&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;And Thank you Father for thy will be done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Amen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Prayer Indeed is powerful!!! am a witness!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-8568271639664380352?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/8568271639664380352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=8568271639664380352' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/8568271639664380352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/8568271639664380352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2007/09/prayer-of-thanks.html' title='Prayer of Thanks'/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/Rt6PSGl-BFI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JeihHZNiNFQ/s72-c/n910.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-6081058681318683872</id><published>2007-08-30T11:02:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T13:07:37.610+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Feels like so long since I typed something sensible here, I guess I just been lacking Blog Mojo as they call it..But it's not even that it's me &amp; my multi tasking I start to type a post &amp;amp; in da middle of it get to doing something else &amp; by the time I come back here &amp;amp; the whole idea is gone &amp; seem boring to even continue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Moving on of late I have been wondering what is it with me &amp; Unavailable jamaas, First it was the married guy( And plz stop looking at me like that) I honestly had no idea he was until I was deep into his shit, It was the most painful period in my dating life, Knowing you are in Love with someone's elses Wife &amp;amp; Father brought me really down, Then there was this other guy who was always away, Busy always, We lived in different towns anyway it never worked out....And now this LDR am in now, It just so frustrating coz although I love the jamaa but am no happy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I sometimes just don't understand myself, What's with me &amp; unavailable guys?..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Am just tired, I just want to stop dating, maybe then I wouldn't  miss anyone or then be so lonely..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;My friends say I bring these to myself, as in am a drama queen &amp; I look for trouble, maybe they are right. But Is it possible to choose whom you fall in Love with? How is it possible to be happy in a LDR?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I have always Loved Pink, and when I first heard this song I fell in Love with it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="353"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JpXFluYTdnQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JpXFluYTdnQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="353"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50%;"&gt;You took my hand, You showed me how&lt;br /&gt;You promised me you'd be around&lt;br /&gt;Uh huh&lt;br /&gt;That's right, I took your words&lt;br /&gt;And I believed, In everything&lt;br /&gt;You said to me, Yeah huh&lt;br /&gt;That's right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone said three years from now&lt;br /&gt;You'd be long gone&lt;br /&gt;I'd stand up and punch them out&lt;br /&gt;Cause they're all wrong, I know better&lt;br /&gt;Cause you said forever, And ever&lt;br /&gt;Who knew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember when we were such fools&lt;br /&gt;And so convinced and just too cool&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, No no&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could touch you again&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could still call you friend&lt;br /&gt;I'd give anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone said count your blessings now&lt;br /&gt;'fore they're long gone, I guess I just didn't know how&lt;br /&gt;I was all wrong, They knew better&lt;br /&gt;Still you said forever, And ever&lt;br /&gt;Who knew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep you locked in my head, Until we meet again&lt;br /&gt;Until we, Until we meet again&lt;br /&gt;And I won't forget you my friend&lt;br /&gt;What happened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone said three years from now&lt;br /&gt;You'd be long gone&lt;br /&gt;I'd stand up and punch them out&lt;br /&gt;Cause they're all wrong and&lt;br /&gt;That last kiss, I'll cherish&lt;br /&gt;Until we meet again. And time makes&lt;br /&gt;It harder, I wish I could remember&lt;br /&gt;But I keep Your memory&lt;br /&gt;You visit me in my sleep&lt;br /&gt;My darling,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-6081058681318683872?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/6081058681318683872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=6081058681318683872' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/6081058681318683872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/6081058681318683872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2007/08/feels-like-so-long-since-i-typed.html' title=''/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-5395868955878213201</id><published>2007-08-22T14:32:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T12:28:55.767+03:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a wild woman.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="Join XciteFun For More Fun" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" href="http://xcitefun.net/join" target="_blank" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I saw this poem &amp; Liked it, thought someone else might like it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Join XciteFun For More Fun" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" href="http://xcitefun.net/join" target="_blank" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;I am a wild woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;I know, inspite of myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;and in spite of what I've been told&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;that there's beauty in every age&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;no matter how old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;I am a wild woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;I've learned what it means to be a life bearer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;to bear children&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;to create art&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;to plant seeds of love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;I am a wild woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;from the depths of the dirt underneath my fingernails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;to the height of my very soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;I am one with the Earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;the winds from the four directions whisper through my skin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;I am a wild woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;and the spirit of every wild woman coalesces in me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;for we are each wild women&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;and we are all the spirit of the wild woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;I will follow the voice in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;I am a wild woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;I sing from my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;I dance with the stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;I howl at the moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;I love uncontrollably&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;I am a wild woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;from the deepest, darkest, most sacred part of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;I am fearless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt; I cry in strength&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;I open my arms to the sky and welcome the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;I am a wild woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;I nurture, love and protect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;I stand, strongly, silently, sweetly for my brothers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;I walk dutifully, prayerfully, joyfully upon the mother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;and I will not be stopped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Join XciteFun For More Fun" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" href="http://xcitefun.net/join" target="_blank" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-5395868955878213201?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/5395868955878213201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=5395868955878213201' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/5395868955878213201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/5395868955878213201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-am-wild-woman_2271.html' title='I am a wild woman.'/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-7366979008310090445</id><published>2007-08-03T12:07:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T13:06:16.761+03:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been one year!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RrL9PSVAGDI/AAAAAAAAADk/2xOo-uxMrDQ/s1600-h/10226-034-08-1088.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RrL9PSVAGDI/AAAAAAAAADk/2xOo-uxMrDQ/s320/10226-034-08-1088.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094412567569242162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: georgia;"&gt;This Month Simply Klara celebrates it's first anniversary! Yes It's been one Interesting year! &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I started this place to please a nagging colleague, I wasn't so keen on blogging when I started out but along the way met Funny, exciting &amp; Interesting people who made blogging so  addictive!&lt;br /&gt;So I just want to say THANK YOU guys for making this an exciting experience for me!! THANKS A LOT!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Moving on, I eavesdropped this weird argument  in a matatu on my way to work today, apparently around 2-3 am today,  some poor drunk was knocked down along Thika Road, now the surprising thing is that he had laid there bleeding only to be rushed by some good Samaritan to hospital around 7.30 in bad shape!&lt;br /&gt;Now what shocks me is that, the guy who had knocked him down just drove away &amp; petrol attendants who had witnessed the accident had done nothing to save the poor guys life! Even after confirming he was still breathing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Now this 2 guys were arguing that it was so inhuman 4 the attendants &amp; the driver to have not assisted the bleeding guy bt the tout was shamelessly saying it was the best action since they would have been held responsible in case the guy had died on them!!!!&lt;br /&gt;He was so defensive I was shocked! I was so tempted to ask him what if it were him or his brother???  Am still wondering , Does that driver have a conscience??&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how one would live with that fact everyday that he knocked someone and drove away! Wondering if she/he died?? Like some gal was saying he could have even taken the guy to a hospital &amp;amp; even dumbed him there than just driving away as if nothing happened just because no one has seen them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Anyway that's just life!! Have a lovely weekend!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-7366979008310090445?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/7366979008310090445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=7366979008310090445' title='47 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/7366979008310090445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/7366979008310090445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2007/08/its-been-one-year.html' title='It&apos;s been one year!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RrL9PSVAGDI/AAAAAAAAADk/2xOo-uxMrDQ/s72-c/10226-034-08-1088.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>47</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-8499093449603482325</id><published>2007-08-01T10:35:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T11:04:35.314+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks My Gal!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RrA9KiVAGCI/AAAAAAAAADc/cCdFvwJjROg/s1600-h/1k59f18a4ddb_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 109px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RrA9KiVAGCI/AAAAAAAAADc/cCdFvwJjROg/s320/1k59f18a4ddb_thumb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093638429778909218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;“Do you want to talk?” she asked when she sat next to me. I think she already knew the answer to the question and wasn’t surprised when I chose to say nothing at all. For hours we sat together staring at the ocean as our thoughts shifted with the breeze. Every once in a while she would look over at me and smile in a way that let me know everything would be all right. Every once in a while I would look over at her and see nothing but sincerity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If you asked me now why I was sad and alone that day, I wouldn’t be able to tell you. All I can remember is my friend’s hand on my shoulder, her gentle smile and the calm reassurance that turned away my fears. No matter what happened I knew she would be there for me just as she was there then. Two hours of her time gave me wisdom beyond my years and the memory of her compassion in everything she did for me is one of the few that will never ever fade.&lt;br /&gt;Had to say gal: Thanx for believing in me!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;On other storos, si I just hate when it rains in the morning!! Leave alone those traffic jams &amp; matatu hassles, I hate when that damn  alarm goes off! Aki am getting rid of it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Great week, Good people!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;  &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-8499093449603482325?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/8499093449603482325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=8499093449603482325' title='28 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/8499093449603482325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/8499093449603482325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2007/08/thanks-my-gal.html' title='Thanks My Gal!'/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RrA9KiVAGCI/AAAAAAAAADc/cCdFvwJjROg/s72-c/1k59f18a4ddb_thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-1491487234733189496</id><published>2007-07-19T11:18:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T17:07:27.064+03:00</updated><title type='text'>One-Word Responses Meme</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: georgia;"&gt;Was tagged but decided to take a different approach, since I didn't wanna &lt;a href="http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2007/05/seen-through-my-own-eyes.html"&gt;repeat&lt;/a&gt; the 8 Things tag..&lt;a href="http://mulalo.blogspot.com/"&gt;3TC&lt;/a&gt; hope u understand..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: georgia;"&gt;1 Where is your cell phone...&lt;strong&gt;Desk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Relationship... &lt;strong&gt;Fulfilling&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Your hair....&lt;strong&gt;Short&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Work... &lt;strong&gt;Unceasing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Your sister&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Treasured&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 Your favorite things.... &lt;strong&gt;Sleep&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Your dream last night..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Startling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Your favorite drink....&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 Your dream car....&lt;strong&gt;Clean&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 The room you're in....&lt;strong&gt;Quite&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 Your shoes... &lt;strong&gt;Off&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 Your fears....&lt;strong&gt;Scary&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 What do you want to be in 10 years.....&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 Who did you hang out with this weekend.....&lt;strong&gt;Friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 What are you not good at..... &lt;strong&gt;Brevity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 Muffins? &lt;strong&gt;Rarely&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 Wish-list item..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Paris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 Where you grew up&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maseno&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;19 The last thing you did...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sipped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 What are you wearing...&lt;strong&gt;Jeans&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: georgia;"&gt;21 What are you not wearing... &lt;strong&gt;Fashion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22 Your favorite pet...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Puppy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;23 Your computer...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Essential&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 Your life...&lt;strong&gt;Pleasant&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25 Your mood&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Serene&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26 Missing...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27 What are you thinking about....&lt;strong&gt;Vacation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28 Your dream car.....&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lexus RX330&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29 Your Ex&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Forgotten&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 Your Favorite Item... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Laptop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: georgia;"&gt;31 Your favorite color....&lt;strong&gt;Green&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32 Last time you laughed... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33 Last time you cried...&lt;strong&gt;Forgotten&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34 School&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Later&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35 Love ..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;36 Tag?..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Anyone willing..on second thought No, I take that back, anyone reading this is tagged!! Am serious...LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Lovely Weekend!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-1491487234733189496?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/1491487234733189496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=1491487234733189496' title='40 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/1491487234733189496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/1491487234733189496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2007/07/one-word-responses-meme.html' title='One-Word Responses Meme'/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>40</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-5842983095239629437</id><published>2007-07-18T15:37:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T15:50:53.759+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Is this The Real Thing or just a Fling?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I first noticed him at a Madaraka Day  barbecue.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Standing by the pool, all tanned and  effortlessly sexy in a white polo and cargo shorts, he looked  like he'd just stepped off a page of the J Crew catalog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When our eyes met, he flashed a big  smile and my heart skipped a beat. I took a gulp of your  watermelon-tini and tried to look nonchalant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Later, he "accidentally"  bumped into me at the grill when we both reached for the last hot dog  bun at the same time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We shared a laugh, then he said, "I'll  give you this bun on one condition ... You give me your  phone number."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(Okay, so his line was a little cheesy,  but I went for it!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Since then, we have been inseparable.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Frolicking in the waves at the beach...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Kissing at the top of the yatch...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Strolling on the sandy beach eating  ice cream...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Life is a whirlwind of excitement as  days blur together like one of those montage scenes in  a romantic movie, all set to the song "I'll stop  the world and melt with you..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;For the entire month of June, we haven't  had a care in the world.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Except now ... it's July. The official  end-point of my vacation.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I have suddenly woken up to realize  that these carefree days can't go on forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I find yourself thinking, "This  has been a lot of fun, but where is it going?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Do I and Mr. X(es?) have the staying  power to last into September...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;...Or will our romance fade faster  than my summer tan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In other words:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Is this The Real Thing or just a Fling?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-5842983095239629437?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/5842983095239629437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=5842983095239629437' title='34 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/5842983095239629437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/5842983095239629437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2007/07/is-this-real-thing-or-just-fling.html' title='Is this The Real Thing or just a Fling?'/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>34</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-3763235186367914599</id><published>2007-07-02T14:08:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T14:12:40.662+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sexy Men</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param value="http://youtube.com/v/JLiwoz-HvKA" name="movie"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://youtube.com/v/JLiwoz-HvKA" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I believe in miracles...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Where you from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;You sexy thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I believe in miracles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;...Since you came along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;You sexy thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Miracles right before my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;You sexy thing got me hypnotised&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Don't stop what ya' doing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;What ya' doing to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;My angel from above lying next to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;How did ya' know that I'd be the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Been a long time coming only just begun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Doing all the things that makes my heart sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Keep doing what you're doing you sexy thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;How did ya' know I needed you so badly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;How did ya' know I gave my heart gladly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Yesterday I was one of a lonely people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Now you're lying next to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Making love to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I believe in miracles, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Where you from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;You sexy thing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;You sexy thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I believe in miracles..&lt;br /&gt;Since you came along..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;You sexy thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Only yesterday I was on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Just another day later my mind was blown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;You sexy thing come into my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Forever and a day it feels so right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;How did ya' know that I'd be the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Been a long time coming only just begun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Doing all the things that makes my heart sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Keep doing what you're doing you sexy thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;How did ya' know I needed you so badly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;How did ya' know I gave my heart gladly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Yesterday I was one of a lonely people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Now you're lying next to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Making love to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I believe in miracles, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Where you from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;You sexy thing, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;You sexy thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I believe in miracles..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Since you came along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;You sexy thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Kiss me baby..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;You sexy thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;You sexy thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Touch me baby..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;You sexy thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;You sexy thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-3763235186367914599?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/3763235186367914599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=3763235186367914599' title='44 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/3763235186367914599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/3763235186367914599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2007/07/sexy-men.html' title='Sexy Men'/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>44</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-4182159066903762688</id><published>2007-06-26T14:51:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T15:47:46.304+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Stay!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;It's been sometime since I have been here, I would wish say been so busy but that would be a lie, I guess there was bila Vibe! :=), Anyway Interesting things have been going on around here, Finally I get to go on my much anticipated Leave starting next week, So I guess there will be no excuse for not blogging! :=).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And I just got an invitation to one my exes Weddings! &amp; I have no excuse for not attending. You see we are pretty good friends, I somehow maintain that kind of relationship with all my ex'es apart from that *sad bastard* who slept with my friend (Now that was &amp;amp; is still unforgivable)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Anyway back to this ex, I used to see him way back while in colle, but fell out but for good reasons..LOL..What I mean is that, it was no nasty break-up, anyway we have been good friends since then, n have severally hanged out with his galfriend turned *Fiance*..I can believe I just called her that! Not that am jealous no, there's no reason to be, Just that am still in shock, I can believe he's doing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I was in shock when he first called to drop the news, Apparently he saw it fit that I hear it from him first(Not that it matters anyway)..My question is When did he start getting that serious? Even though I have seen the card I still can believe he's doing it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The wedding is in August and am attending, no excuse not to, Now what I need is a hot date by my side I don't wanna drag my galfriends coz I don't want them looking at me with teary eyes as they exchange vows, pitying me or worse still wishing it was me the&lt;/span&gt;re..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-4182159066903762688?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/4182159066903762688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=4182159066903762688' title='35 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/4182159066903762688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/4182159066903762688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2007/06/back-to-stay.html' title='Back to Stay!!'/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>35</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-8692889004213147371</id><published>2007-06-12T13:16:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T16:45:33.329+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Eat it Up! Before it MeltS!!!!...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/Rm6DSQl0BGI/AAAAAAAAADU/MF6Y4DfxjzE/s1600-h/73434479.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 172px; height: 147px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/Rm6DSQl0BGI/AAAAAAAAADU/MF6Y4DfxjzE/s320/73434479.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075138179807577186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I am capable, I am worthwhile, I am beautiful. I am lovable, I shall accept both my strengths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&amp;  my weaknesses for they are me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall never again believe the "lie"that if I make a mistake,I am a mistake..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;My mistakes are the learning tools, that I shall encounter on my life journey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I learn from my mistakes,I give them meaning.When I give my mistakes meaning,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I can begin to forgive myself, I can begin to heal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I shall not use my mistakes as excuses to give up on me.....My mistakes are not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I shall seek the wisdom to nurture., my heart, mind, body, &amp; soul  so that I may feel more centered: P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;roviding an energy reserve that allows me to climb the mountains in my own life,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Providing an energy reserve that allows me to love &amp; support others who are climbing a different mountain...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Providing an energy reserve that allows time for friends, play and the celebration of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I shall allow myself to feel capable so that I may seek excellence. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I shall allow myself to feel sadness so that joy may return.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall allow myself to feel joy so that I may be revitalized.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I shall allow myself to feel afraid so that I may find courage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall allow myself to feel alone so that I may know me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I shall allow myself to feel beautiful so that I may feel free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall allow myself to feel lovable so that the loving may seek me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall allow myself to feel pain so that I may heal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I shall allow myself to feel worthy so that I may fulfill my purpose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;When I am centered, I see the perfection in the world, Myself and others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;When I find the world to be imperfect,I will take responsibility for painting it that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I will look into the heart of a rose, or the eyes of a newborn baby &amp; again know perfection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I take responsibility for creating my own life story through the choices I have made;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;to blame others is to give away my personal power.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Who will I allow to write the next chapter of my life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I shall seek the courage to believe in a God or Higher Power who will laugh with me in the sunlight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;or cry with me in the darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I shall make a small difference on this planet through the work I do.When I leave I will have done my share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I shall live, love, laugh,and learn on my journey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Courtesy of a Forward.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-8692889004213147371?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/8692889004213147371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=8692889004213147371' title='42 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/8692889004213147371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/8692889004213147371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2007/06/eat-it-up-before-it-melts.html' title='Eat it Up! Before it MeltS!!!!...'/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/Rm6DSQl0BGI/AAAAAAAAADU/MF6Y4DfxjzE/s72-c/73434479.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>42</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-2955733814383001335</id><published>2007-06-02T09:41:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T11:59:39.086+03:00</updated><title type='text'>A few Truths..........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Now that am back on this bilaz Train was wondering if the rules have changed, I have been away for almost 2 years n am still tryin adjust, but I will definately..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Damn! Si I get cold feet on first meetings actually been once on a blind date, had to teremsha 2 Smirnoffs before meetin him n it was fun watchin him all nervous n anxious,I just sat there staring at him amused..LOL! That was da last time he saw me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;By da way, have actually phyisically met afew of u in precise 4 jamaas one chile..n it's been interesting, anyway let me let u in kiasi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Blogger 1..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;This one also happens to be my best Friend,Our friendship has been through alot n she has been through hell too  but we all have our flaws n what matters to me most  is I believe her n she trusts me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Blogger 2..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;We have been chattin for a while but I was'nt so eager on meetin him, am never good at first meetings, anyway am Club Sound with pals n I decide why not  so sms'es Flow n in 30 mins he's @ the entrace, Good time-Keeper am lovin it! It's shockin, he's totally diff from what I had in mind, anyway we have fun, he falls for my gal n I think she has a thing for him too.They hit it off sawa.Anyway we live in strange world, n strange things happen bt he's still one my best..&amp; anythin 4 him......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Blogger 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;..He was my regular, Was his greatest fan, We met thru a mutual friend,had no idea it was him until after 2nd meetin, n it was awkward alittle bit..n I could tell he was so nervous..bt after that he gave my blog ablack out,I  have never &amp; may never understand why! Nway am still his greatest fan n will always be..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Blogger 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;...Was datin my gal, n had promised not to reveal myself bt after afew pints I gave myself a way..LOL! Now that's one hell of a funny guy so funny than his blog..He kept me laughin all through! N he is cool.A real gentleman..by tha way(Am sorry 4 being stubborn n difficult) I sometimes get there when am tipsy..(Shame on me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Blogger 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;....This one met him accidentally can actually say that, Rezorous past mid-nite, wasted, get introduced am like "Klara" Laughs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;" chatdir="1" &gt;huskily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt; (I must add) &amp; says  am ----.Am like "the blogger?" " Yes!" am gettin sober now, he's like "I Like ur blog", Shocked now..How did he know me?? Apparently had seen my pix somewhere n had figured out! LOL! Now that one was an intriguing, fast-talkin, handsome jamaa(Those guys that make u wish u were single n free to mingle :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;By the way it was fun  meetin u all n will definately be meetin more of u!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Anyway this post was made to seek advice; Is it possible to Love someone u have never physically met? Lately been feelin closer to this guy n yet we havent met..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-2955733814383001335?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/2955733814383001335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=2955733814383001335' title='37 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/2955733814383001335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/2955733814383001335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2007/06/few-truths.html' title='A few Truths..........'/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>37</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-5803670998269801036</id><published>2007-05-29T11:25:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T11:43:31.586+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a thought..........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RlvlKQeltpI/AAAAAAAAADM/d2zqFSPh5OA/s1600-h/mt116.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RlvlKQeltpI/AAAAAAAAADM/d2zqFSPh5OA/s320/mt116.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069897769920345746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-5803670998269801036?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/5803670998269801036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=5803670998269801036' title='29 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/5803670998269801036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/5803670998269801036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2007/05/just-thought.html' title='Just a thought..........'/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RlvlKQeltpI/AAAAAAAAADM/d2zqFSPh5OA/s72-c/mt116.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-7432729565621740393</id><published>2007-05-19T15:39:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T17:20:10.254+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Musical with Billie Myers's - Kiss The Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/1MibKBAnjhU' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/1MibKBAnjhU'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Hello...Can you hear me? Am I gettin' through to you?&lt;br /&gt;Hello...Is it late there? There's a laughter on the line&lt;br /&gt;Are you sure you're there alone?&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm, Tryin' to explain&lt;br /&gt;Somethin's wrong, Ya just don't sound the same&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you, Why don't you, Go outside, Go outside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss the rain....Whenever you need me&lt;br /&gt;Kiss the rain..Whenever I'm gone, too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your lips....Feel lonely and thirsty&lt;br /&gt;Kiss the rain..And wait for the dawn.&lt;br /&gt;Keep in mind..We're under the same sky&lt;br /&gt;And the nights..As empty for me, as for you&lt;br /&gt;If ya feel...You can't wait till morinin'&lt;br /&gt;Kiss the rain..Kiss the rain...Kiss the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello..Do you miss me?&lt;br /&gt;I hear you say you do..But not the way I'm missin' you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's new?..How's the weather?..Is it stormy where you are?&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm so close but it feels like you're so far..&lt;br /&gt;Oh would it mean anything If you knew..What I'm left imagining&lt;br /&gt;In my mind..In my mind, Would you go..Would you go&lt;br /&gt;Kiss the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you'd fall over me...Think of me&lt;br /&gt;Think of me..Think of me..Only me..Kiss the rain&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I'm gone too long, If your lips,Feel lonely and thirsty&lt;br /&gt;Kiss the rain..and wait for the dawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep in mind,We're under the same skies&lt;br /&gt;And the nights, As empty for me, as for you&lt;br /&gt;If you feel...You can't wait till morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss the rain...Kiss the rain, Kiss the rain...Kiss the rain&lt;br /&gt;Kiss the rain..Oooooohhhhh, Kiss the rain..Oooooohhhhh&lt;br /&gt;Kiss the rain......&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Dedicated to mafans wa mine!(Just Kidding sasa Klara atatoa wapi mafans?) Seriously Though to anyone who can feel me on this one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-7432729565621740393?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/7432729565621740393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=7432729565621740393' title='29 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/7432729565621740393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/7432729565621740393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2007/05/billie-myers-kiss-rain.html' title='Going Musical with Billie Myers&apos;s - Kiss The Rain'/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-2546217158718351921</id><published>2007-05-12T18:26:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T18:31:49.795+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Seen Through My Own Eyes.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param value="http://youtube.com/v/EurMzYsnkjY" name="movie"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://youtube.com/v/EurMzYsnkjY" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Si I love this song&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Was Tagged too..and am not  good at this but will try..So here da 7 Things People dont know about Klara..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;"&gt;. Am afirst born in afamily of 4, a pathetic first born as in am no good at it..I even forget their birthdays n no good at advices en it's made worse by the fact that they look upon me! Damn! sometimes I feel so guilty about that..I secretly wish I wasnt one..,,By da way early comments on this post were kulwaad sorry for that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;"&gt; I love Dancing with apassion..It's my second most Pleasurable activity, It helps me relieve stress..Can dance anywhere as long as kuna flow even kwa bafu &amp; Used to Love Dancin in da rain in my younger days :=) My other Love is Music n I work better with my earphones on..My boss just doesn't get it!...Music helps me calm down when am feelin overwhelmed by things..It just gets me in da mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;"&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;"&gt;Am really turned on by a good Kisser n vice versa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;"&gt;I had my first crush at 11 with aclassmate! LOL! He was *Pretty*, Funny n bright, I was sure to marry him when I grew up..LOL..We are good friends now, n he still laughs at me for that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;"&gt;My favourite food is Kuku/Chapos n I love fruits apart from Ovacados n believe it or not Apples...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;"&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;"&gt; I tend to Love deeply as in with my whole everything n that's why I take long to heal after abreak-Up or major Loss..Or even trust again.Am never good at forgetin..I guess that's why at times I tend 2 get paranoid..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;"&gt;7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;"&gt; My biggest weakness ; Am too accomodating, Extremely Forgiving n Impatient that why I hate traffic Jams..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;"&gt;Bonus one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;"&gt;: The Most Influential People in my Life are My Mom n Shiro(My galf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;"&gt;riend) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;"&gt;There I have let u in  alittle bit in..Now My 7 Victims:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: georgia;" href="http://dkwin.wordpress.com/"&gt; DK,&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: georgia;" href="http://stwap.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Stwap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;"&gt;,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: georgia;" href="http://nakeel.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nakeel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;"&gt;,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: georgia;" href="http://echwalu.blogspot.com/"&gt;Eddiie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: georgia;" href="http://amkeni-wakenya.blogspot.com/"&gt;DP&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: georgia;" href="http://rubenblack.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ruben, KenyaOnly......&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;And any other who has escaped this!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-2546217158718351921?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/2546217158718351921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=2546217158718351921' title='74 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/2546217158718351921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/2546217158718351921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2007/05/seen-through-my-own-eyes.html' title='Seen Through My Own Eyes.....'/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>74</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-2785483931976448076</id><published>2007-05-07T10:49:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T12:44:42.287+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Thinkin..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/Rj7s2cHK9II/AAAAAAAAADE/5YEgvEq1mks/s1600-h/template_photo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/Rj7s2cHK9II/AAAAAAAAADE/5YEgvEq1mks/s320/template_photo.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061743451214378114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;ersterday I had abusy afternoon at K.I.C.C as I and Amollo Odinga Launched  our vision for the country come next year! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Honestly my whole day was spent loungin in da house with my T.V as I followed da KQ crash news(I still hope there are survivors n my prayers are with their families) Only left in da evenin 2 catch that Arsenal-Chelsea Match n was happy with the results coz they were no losers 2 pity! :=) but I guess Chelsea still Lost! Poleni..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back 2 Raila, I cant deny I have never been his fan, I have been &amp; most of us are, but am not one of those jamaa's who cry when he takes long 2 adress them on apublic rally or those who still go crazy about his Hummer!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Well yersterday I was glued on T.V  and I loved the whole show..His launch put 2 shame other ODM-K's presidential launches done(In my Opinion), It was colourful &amp;  his Vision for the country was encouraging..Just what Kenya needs at the Moment..&lt;br /&gt;It wont be easy implementing that or trustin that he would actually Keep this promises..but why not give the guy achance..Most of us fear change but it's time we embraced it n voted in younger,Vibrant leaders with such visions for the country.&lt;br /&gt;Raila even his critics will agree has the potential to lead the country, most of us Love him as an activitist n want him 2 stay dat way 2 keep the gorvnment on it's feet but that is being selfish..&lt;br /&gt;He too deserves achance 2 rule.&lt;br /&gt;.As a country Kenya has the potential to be an economic giant  and given the right leadership I still believe that can happen.  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;So Go Raila..Go!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Well movin on 2 more personal issues, Lately I have been so depressed..Well I have been in some Long Distance thing for some time now, n it has been well until recently..Well we have trust issues, I do trust him I have no reason to be otherwise but the problem is seems not to, n it's frustrating..Without trust there's no rtship.&lt;br /&gt;I understand where he is comin from since am avery outgoin person n tend 2 go out alot(Espec when I feel Lonely), but am also a one man gal n Would never allow a night of pleasure compromise what we have!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway am confused about the whole thing coz it's wearing..Anyway what do u guys think..Do LD's Work?? Or is it  just crap? And how do I make this work?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-2785483931976448076?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/2785483931976448076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=2785483931976448076' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/2785483931976448076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/2785483931976448076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2007/05/just-thinkin.html' title='Just Thinkin..'/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/Rj7s2cHK9II/AAAAAAAAADE/5YEgvEq1mks/s72-c/template_photo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-8122107048750023430</id><published>2007-05-03T12:27:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T16:25:57.082+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Food For Thought!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;It is not very realistic to expect that you'll go from where you are now to where you want to be in one quick leap. The most reliable and lasting progress is made one step at a time. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Welcome each step as you take it and reach it. Even though you're not all the way there just yet, you're moving steadily forward. Value and appreciate the progress you've made, then continue moving on. The next step forward awaits you, and with it you'll move even closer.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;The reward you seek at the end of the path is given value by every step of the journey. Each moment spent is time well spent when you're moving steadily forward, even if you still have a way to go.Some steps may be tedious, or complicated, difficult, challenging or uncomfortable. Yet they are all moving you surely toward the place you want to be.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Ralph Marston&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;N/B&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To all my Critics: It's not easy  being Klara! so go easy bana..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-8122107048750023430?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/8122107048750023430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=8122107048750023430' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/8122107048750023430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/8122107048750023430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2007/05/food-for-thought.html' title='Food For Thought!'/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-6356567748258767045</id><published>2007-04-24T13:30:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T14:27:28.864+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank U.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;Thank you for coming &amp; sharing my day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;Hope comes from loving, and loving from friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;After you leave, I'll be left with the stars,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;Near stunned by the grace with which such a day ends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;Know that your presence helps fashion my way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;You are the fields on which my life depends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;Opening vistas no heart can convey,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;Unloosing sweet music that now will be ours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;...This Poem is dedicated to all my friends &amp; Family who made my special day worthy it!&lt;br /&gt;To Each one of u who took time 2 call, send an sms or even send the beautiful mails &amp;amp; Gifts! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;I really did appreciate it n even though this  may not the best way to put it please do accept this simple way am puttin it: THANK YOU !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;Yes,  jana I finally turned 24 &amp; My Dad had to disrupt my sweet sleep just to remind me I was growin older! Jeez! But I guess am..LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;And 2 all of u out there  who would have been more than willin to send me well wishes , but never got a chance to, Thank You still!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;Kindly note: Am still receivin my birthday gifts! LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-6356567748258767045?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/6356567748258767045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=6356567748258767045' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/6356567748258767045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/6356567748258767045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2007/04/thank-u.html' title='Thank U.....'/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-4303508876686110210</id><published>2007-04-16T14:37:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T15:55:33.623+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RiNx4tGJC2I/AAAAAAAAAC8/JoGP4dhn9dI/s1600-h/EC2227_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RiNx4tGJC2I/AAAAAAAAAC8/JoGP4dhn9dI/s320/EC2227_0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054008425831795554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Sometimes in life, you find a special friend;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Someone who changes your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;just by being part of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Someone who makes you laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;until you can't stop;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Someone who makes you believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;that there really is good in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Someone who convinces you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;that there really is an unlocked door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;just waiting for you to open it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-4303508876686110210?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/4303508876686110210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=4303508876686110210' title='34 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/4303508876686110210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/4303508876686110210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2007/04/sometimes-in-life-you-find-special_16.html' title='Sometimes....'/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RiNx4tGJC2I/AAAAAAAAAC8/JoGP4dhn9dI/s72-c/EC2227_0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>34</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-3000896912809114771</id><published>2007-04-10T12:35:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T13:59:26.666+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Opinions Plz.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RhtrvdGJC0I/AAAAAAAAACs/UvBQYAJEkRo/s1600-h/prod_923_33286.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 173px; height: 95px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RhtrvdGJC0I/AAAAAAAAACs/UvBQYAJEkRo/s320/prod_923_33286.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051749870034553666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Was Just  wondering, Is it possible for one to  be 100% Faithful to his/her Partner??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-3000896912809114771?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/3000896912809114771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=3000896912809114771' title='39 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/3000896912809114771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/3000896912809114771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2007/04/opinions-plz.html' title='Opinions Plz.....'/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RhtrvdGJC0I/AAAAAAAAACs/UvBQYAJEkRo/s72-c/prod_923_33286.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>39</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-3107238021365952200</id><published>2007-04-02T11:44:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T13:50:20.424+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Oops am gettin Old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;t's April againl! and am all excited mainly coz it's my birthday month....but  again coz so many Important things do happen in April: Like my paro's anniversary, My bro &amp;  2 other special Friends of mine birthdays n I got my first job in April!&lt;br /&gt;While in school used to love 1st April coz of those silly pranks we used to pull on unsuspectin students n teachers! It was so funny n excitin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Anyway I get to make my resolutions around this time too, Coz to me it's like am startin anotha year! And a new chance to start a new &amp; better Life. As I look at what I have accomplished so far in  my Life am thankful, but am not satisfied, n so with that comes the determination to reach even greater things &amp;amp; a chieve them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Since Life's too short to wake up in the morning with regrets,  I will be loving  the people who treat me right, Forgetin  about the ones who don't &amp; believing  that everything happens for a reason &amp;amp; If &amp; when I get a chance will be taking it..If it changes my  life:  Good! If it doenst; Good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Food For Thought:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;The sun rises everyday &amp; every nite the stars shine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;If today was a dissapointment remember that the cycle of life goes on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Tomorrow will be a new start!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Happy New Month Lovely People!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-3107238021365952200?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/3107238021365952200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=3107238021365952200' title='36 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/3107238021365952200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/3107238021365952200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2007/04/oops-am-gettin-old.html' title='Oops am gettin Old!'/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>36</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-4128901671882049497</id><published>2007-03-27T12:35:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T11:58:55.805+03:00</updated><title type='text'>My Journey Through Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I’ve Learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;that you can do something in an instant that will give you heartache for life.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;that it's taking me a long time to become the person I want to be. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                            &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;that you should always leave loved ones with loving words. It may be the last time you see them.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;that either you control your attitude or it controls you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;that regardless of how hot and steamy a relationship is at first, the passion fades and there had better be something else to take its place.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;that heroes are the people who do what has to be done when it needs to be done, regardless of the consequences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;that sometimes the people you expect to kick you when you're down will be the ones to help you get back up. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;that sometimes when I'm angry I have the right to be angry, but that doesn't give me the right to be cruel.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;that just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;that maturity has more to do with what types of experiences you've had and what you've learned from them and less to do with how many birthdays you've celebrated. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;that no matter how good a friend is, they're going to hurt you every once in a while and you must forgive them for that. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;that it isn't always enough to be forgiven by others, Sometimes you have to learn to forgive yourself.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;that our background and circumstances may have influenced who we are, but we are responsible for who we become.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;that you shouldn't be so eager to find out a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;secret, It could change your life foreve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;r. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;that your life can be changed in a matter of minutes, by people who don't even know you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;that the people you care about most in life are taken from you too soon..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; 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color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blinkyou.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-4128901671882049497?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/4128901671882049497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=4128901671882049497' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/4128901671882049497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/4128901671882049497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-journey-through-life.html' title='My Journey Through Life'/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-8330671610525924527</id><published>2007-03-19T12:17:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T18:28:38.156+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Whitney n Ray -J  4 Really</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; love n Support Whitney Houston(43)  but Like her Producer cum sijui PR manager Cli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/Rf5wj-zdMPI/AAAAAAAAACI/xTCoEVTa-VY/s1600-h/rayandwhit_2.thumbnail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 128px; height: 168px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/Rf5wj-zdMPI/AAAAAAAAACI/xTCoEVTa-VY/s320/rayandwhit_2.thumbnail.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043592396158087410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;ve Davis  I don't approve of her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: georgia;" href="http://http//x17online.com/celebrities/what/whitney_robs_the_cradle_dating_25_yearold_ray_j.php"&gt;dating &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;the much younger Ray J(26). Seeing what she went through with His 'Ex Bad Boy'- Huzzy Bobby Brown, I think She would be better of takin a break from this bad boys. (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;who am to judge anyway)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; But for the sake of her daughter She &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;needs get her act up together once n for all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Ray- J is allegedly into hard partyin Which aint good for her considerin she's a recovering drug addict &amp; his bad boy ways: U remember the  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: georgia;" href="http://http//www.celebritynewslive.com/kim_kardashian_ray_js_sex_tape_preview_video"&gt;sex-tape&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; he made with his Ex-galfriend Kim K which was allegedly sold it to Vivid Entertainment for a whoopin $1 million! Aish! (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;That reminds me of  a sob story I heard of a kenyan woman who accidently watched sex tapes her beloved huzzy had made with her Loyal house gal! The&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; poor  woman fainted!!!..Sad huh!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Do guys do this things seriously!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/Rf58RuzdMRI/AAAAAAAAACY/28aVGROlmAc/s1600-h/whitney_houston_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 113px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/Rf58RuzdMRI/AAAAAAAAACY/28aVGROlmAc/s320/whitney_houston_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043605276765008146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Ooops!! Whitney's   been lookin great since leaving Bobby, Alot more healthier &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&amp; if Ray J is part of the cause then I guess more power to 'em both!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;N/B&lt;br /&gt;Ati She filed for divorce from Bobby Brown last year after 14 years of marriage. hmmm… that would mean she married Brown when Ray J was 11 years old...LMAO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Anyway This could be juzz tabloid rumours or  Publicity stunts, maybe the 2 are &lt;/span&gt;juzz good friends!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-8330671610525924527?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/8330671610525924527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=8330671610525924527' title='28 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/8330671610525924527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/8330671610525924527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2007/03/whtney-n-ray-j-4-really.html' title='Whitney n Ray -J  4 Really'/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/Rf5wj-zdMPI/AAAAAAAAACI/xTCoEVTa-VY/s72-c/rayandwhit_2.thumbnail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-8033339357433002966</id><published>2007-03-01T13:26:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T16:07:38.464+03:00</updated><title type='text'>It all Depends on Luck!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RebKOmJHfUI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Z6yxOMwcg7U/s1600-h/my.love.has.my.heart2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 185px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RebKOmJHfUI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Z6yxOMwcg7U/s320/my.love.has.my.heart2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036935585366244674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Whoever said" I'd rather be lucky than good" thought deeply into Life. Many of us  are oftenly  afraid to face the fact that : A great part of our lives depends on Luck! Bt it sually does!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;There are moments in a match when the ball hits the top of the net &amp; for a asplit of a second it can either go forward or fall back! With a little luck it gives forward &amp;amp; you win or maybe it doesnt an U lose!! And that still is all Good/Bad Luck!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-8033339357433002966?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/8033339357433002966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=8033339357433002966' title='28 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/8033339357433002966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/8033339357433002966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2007/03/it-all-depends-on-luck.html' title='It all Depends on Luck!!'/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RebKOmJHfUI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Z6yxOMwcg7U/s72-c/my.love.has.my.heart2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-2905280438145116109</id><published>2007-02-19T10:57:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T17:17:13.714+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's A risk</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;n the recent past I have taken some risks, done crazy stuff that remind me of my high school days as atomb boy. When playing pranks &amp; Dares was the order of the day, Until one day  of course it landed me in hot shit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Am known to be a risk taker, but after what happenned @ my workplace, I finally realised Life being a gamble as it's; There are times one needs have a fall back.Something to go to when things  take unexpected turns. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Wheather it's a relationship, job or any kind of committment/desicion I make, a Plan B is going to be around da corner juzz incase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;So jana takin a notha risk, I jump on a motorbike with anotha wild friend of mine n we go on a wild race only that it was frightening..Really..I was clutchin at him so hard, n then he made a dare n jumped over a really wide steep..I closed my eyes &amp;amp; Screamed. Only opened then when we landed! Jeez!. Now that was a dare! Whoops! A really big risk that one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-2905280438145116109?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/2905280438145116109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=2905280438145116109' title='31 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/2905280438145116109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/2905280438145116109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2007/02/lifes-risk.html' title='Life&apos;s A risk'/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>31</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-7803440938880244064</id><published>2007-02-10T10:32:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T12:44:13.751+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Change is Healthier</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/Rc2TRznPPtI/AAAAAAAAAAs/B5c3SgPY2W0/s1600-h/rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/Rc2TRznPPtI/AAAAAAAAAAs/B5c3SgPY2W0/s320/rose.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029838292964556498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Am no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;t &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;one to commercialise the already too commercialised st. Valentine's day! But in the spirit of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; it's founder.Let me first pass on my Love!!!Happy V day to all... There a rose 4 u!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Na sio ati ni madenials but oops!, I feel good! I mean I can sit back n relax. No Falling all over myself trying to find the right gift! Aii let m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;e soar da fruits of being among the 63% of the Kenyan Women Folk!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month started off pretty bad for me! Bt being me I k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;now better that to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/Rc2YZjnPPvI/AAAAAAAAABQ/hLOMkHeAOeM/s1600-h/prod_743_34285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 163px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/Rc2YZjnPPvI/AAAAAAAAABQ/hLOMkHeAOeM/s320/prod_743_34285.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029843923666681586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;well on that. Sometimes all we need to do is forgive &amp; believe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;me  that's the best revenge! And b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;eing the month of Love. Why not Forget too!! Huh..I know eye brows  are being raised here!! Forget it!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing bloggerworld is up for new stuff.Simply Klara couldnt be left behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;! Sometimes Change can do us all good!!Dont u think so??&lt;br /&gt;Ok..This pix I juzz love it!! Dont ask why!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-7803440938880244064?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/7803440938880244064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=7803440938880244064' title='28 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/7803440938880244064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/7803440938880244064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2007/02/change-is-healthier.html' title='Change is Healthier'/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/Rc2TRznPPtI/AAAAAAAAAAs/B5c3SgPY2W0/s72-c/rose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-116964338019520672</id><published>2007-01-24T11:41:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T16:21:16.023+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Let it  go for 200  7  ...by T. D. Jakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;This was the most powerful speech I have ever read n I could resist posting bits of it here!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;"When people can walk away from you let them walk. Your destiny is never tied to anybody that left. People leave you because they are not joined to you. And if they are not joined to you, you can't make them stay. Let them go . And it doesn't mean that they are a bad person, it just means that their part in the story is over. And you've got to know when people's part in your story is over so that you don't keep trying to raise the dead. You've got to know when it's dead. You've got to know when it's over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;If you are holding on to something that doesn't belong to you and was never intended for your life, then you need to ..LET IT GO!!!&lt;br /&gt;If you are holding on to past hurts and pains ..LET IT GO!!!&lt;br /&gt;If someone can't treat you right, love you back, and see your worth... LET IT GO!!!&lt;br /&gt;If someone has angered you ... LET IT GO!!!&lt;br /&gt;If you are holding on to some thoughts of evil and revenge ...LET IT GO!!!&lt;br /&gt;If you are involved in a wrong relationship or addiction ... LET IT GO!!!&lt;br /&gt;If you are holding on to a job that no longer meets your needs or talents .. LET IT GO!!!&lt;br /&gt;If you have a bad attitude... LET IT GO!!!&lt;br /&gt;If you keep judging others to make yourself feel better... LET IT GO!!!&lt;br /&gt;If you're stuck in the past and God is trying to take you to a new level in Him... LET IT GO!!!&lt;br /&gt;If you are struggling with the healing of a broken relationship....LET IT GO!!!&lt;br /&gt;If you keep trying to help someone who won't even try to help themselves.. LET IT GO!!!&lt;br /&gt;If you're feeling depressed and stressed .... LET IT GO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the past be the past. Forget the former things.&lt;br /&gt;GOD is doing a new thing for 2007 !!! LET IT GO!!!&lt;br /&gt;"The Battle is the Lord's!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-116964338019520672?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/116964338019520672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=116964338019520672' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/116964338019520672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/116964338019520672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2007/01/let-it-go-for-200-7-by-t-d-jakes.html' title='Let it  go for 200  7  ...by T. D. Jakes'/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-116791536946685874</id><published>2007-01-04T12:59:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T17:34:49.920+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ooops I did it again!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6623/3323/1600/721866/ATT2370530.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 163px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6623/3323/320/899259/ATT2370530.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;nd what a relief!!! 06' is finally over, &amp; what a year!! So eventful..I got to join the  bloggerworld., Got my real first job-got 2 become ataxpayer, moved into my own place, and da list continues........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;bt again 06' had me real down with da pain that comes with areal betrayal, a real heartbreak..I didnt think I was gonna survive!&lt;br /&gt;But broken hearts are what give us strength &amp; Understanding &amp;amp; Compassion. A heart never broken is Pristine &amp; Sterile &amp;amp; will never know the joy of being imperfect..&lt;br /&gt;So am happy It happened &amp; it's forgotten...&amp;amp; Am thankful to God for giving me strength, My Family &amp; Friends for support &amp;amp; da love they showered me with thru out 06'&lt;br /&gt;And 2 da rest of u:&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a style="text-decoration: none; font-family: georgia;" title="n i d o k i d o s" href="http://www.nidokidos.org/" target="_blank" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May All Your Dreams &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Come True in This Year!!!  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-116791536946685874?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/116791536946685874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=116791536946685874' title='29 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/116791536946685874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/116791536946685874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2007/01/ooops-i-did-it-again.html' title='Ooops I did it again!!!'/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-116445166280643655</id><published>2006-11-25T13:37:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T15:40:10.493+03:00</updated><title type='text'>This Tyme: Poetry!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; My  nice sister made me post this one! I aint a poetry person but maybe I could share this  Lovely poem with u;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    Secrets, secrets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;                       Lies, lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;                       She sits in her room,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6623/3323/1600/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6623/3323/320/11.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;                       and cries and cries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;                       There's no more trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;                       In this girl's heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;                       She finally found out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;                       That life isn't perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;                       She lived in dreams,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;                       As children often do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;                       But she crawled out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;                       Into the world everyone knew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;                       Things that once were.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;                       Happiness once known;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;                       The truth of it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;                       To her was shown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;                       Her little heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;                       Will never trust again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;                       She'll never know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;                      A  real true friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;                      No more trust,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;                      For no more lies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;                      She'll sit in her room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;                      And cry and cry ..........................the end...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-116445166280643655?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/116445166280643655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=116445166280643655' title='34 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/116445166280643655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/116445166280643655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2006/11/this-tyme-poetry.html' title='This Tyme: Poetry!!!'/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>34</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-116280116581436695</id><published>2006-11-06T10:40:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T18:11:22.463+03:00</updated><title type='text'>nairobi &amp; rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6623/3323/1600/e0ff5128-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 195px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6623/3323/320/e0ff5128-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;hat is it about Nrb that when it rains it has to cause such chaos around?First I couldn't  pull myself to wake up, My eyes couldn't just pop open no matter how I tried, It was terribly chilly outside the covers, then when I finally did..I realised I was gonna late for work, and then the traffic jam, I just couldn't believe it!!All those hours in that traffic jam!!&lt;br /&gt;Call it madness but whenever it rains things just get chaotic around here, that's when the matatu fares tripple, and then traffic snail...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;YES, I know rains are a blessings, I just hate when it rains in the mornings or evenings when I aint in the house! Why can't it just rain at night when everyone is safe in their beds?&lt;br /&gt;I wonder where the days when rains used to get me excited went to?When I was a kid &amp;amp; could sneak out to go and dance in the rain...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-116280116581436695?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/116280116581436695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=116280116581436695' title='33 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/116280116581436695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/116280116581436695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2006/11/nairobi-rain.html' title='nairobi &amp; rain'/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>33</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-116202764066549310</id><published>2006-10-28T11:26:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T12:27:20.696+03:00</updated><title type='text'>U can call it Utter Nonsense!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;es…I know this days I can literally do anything on the net..From shopping to “Finding a soul mate" but I hadn’t realized how easy it was for me to be conned. Believe me! It almost happened!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Well, I get this “Treat Urgently &amp; Confidential” mail from one ALAZIM YADAV, “The Director in charge of auditing section” BANK OF AFRICA in Burkina Faso, requesting me to claim inheritance of some deceased Swiss account holder in the Bank by claiming to be his next of kin &amp;amp; presenting a foreign account where I will need the money to be re-transferred into. The sum in question was some whooping $15.5Million! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The deal was genuinely tempting but being A Nairobian has taught me to always think twice when the deal is too good.&lt;br /&gt;And the idea of giving a stranger my personal data including my account No. seemed too dangerous so I requested a face-face meeting, which he’s yet to agree to?&lt;br /&gt;Jeez!! It amazes me on how cunning these guys are!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-116202764066549310?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/116202764066549310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=116202764066549310' title='35 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/116202764066549310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/116202764066549310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2006/10/u-can-call-it-utter-nonsense.html' title='U can call it Utter Nonsense!!'/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>35</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-116082305933147575</id><published>2006-10-14T12:33:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T14:33:14.725+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Advice Needed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s1600-h/klara.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044709909422046706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;.K! This is hard! My younger cousin needs help she doesn’t understand why her other half all over sudden seems to have “changed”, I mean seems lesser excited about the whole idea than he allegedly was in the beginning? She’s certain he loves her but his actions are &amp; I quote “confusing”. She’s actually contemplating leaving the guy and guess what! am expected to give solid advive since am abit older....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now! This is where the problem comes in, When it comes to love and its complexity...I realy can't offer much since all I have are a bunch of failed r/shps. I confess I have never been able to understand that bit..I mean men &amp; their behavirioral changes in relationships. Even books like "He Just aint that into You" never helped infact they left me more confused.So I literaly gave up..But now I need help her. She's so desperate....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;What Advice can I realy offer her? Someone help!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-116082305933147575?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/116082305933147575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=116082305933147575' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/116082305933147575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/116082305933147575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2006/10/advice-needed_14.html' title='Advice Needed!'/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s72-c/klara.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-115961319524849265</id><published>2006-09-30T13:28:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T14:15:14.840+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;ersternite I was going through my 'archives' -u know that little box with your precious items.Well I stumbled on my old childhood album, an it was amusing.. I think I have realy changed atleast physically.That little &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;gal with an innocent, bewildered &amp; naive look is all gone..But I started thinking did I realy change? No! That inner child in me is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;still alive!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; am still afraid of making mistakes, of feelin alone...juz da way it was at that time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6623/3323/1600/elephant-back-safaris-l.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6623/3323/320/elephant-back-safaris-l.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;ey,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; has anyone experienced this. You  are realy broke on this day! Infact u are in a financial mess.Then outa of nowhere this ruggish, hungry looking kid approaches you for a penny!.Ur first instinct is ingore him, butthen those  eyes are biting deep into ur heart!He's  surely in need.Now. U have no enough money  2 distribute 2day!.What do u do?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I was in this today and ended up parting with my last coins meanin no lunch for me today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-115961319524849265?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/115961319524849265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=115961319524849265' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/115961319524849265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/115961319524849265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2006/09/yersternite-i-was-going-through-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-115876426578052452</id><published>2006-09-20T17:40:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T17:59:36.620+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Funny.....................</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;A friend just reminded me of how cheeky we were back in high school;Nick naming teachers &amp; fellow students (especially the prefects) at any given chance &amp;amp; making sure the 'names' stuck...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;It reminded me of one incident where a teacher after giving us a life changing testimony(on one of those boring sunday sermon's) about how the lord had saved her from a life threatening disease(she claimed to have died &amp; resurrected) We immedietely burst out laughing &amp;amp; branded her ''The walking course"!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;The name caused us alot of laughter to the disgrace of the ''saved'' student lot.Offcourse the testamony was bullshit to us....How sarcastic we were!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-115876426578052452?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/115876426578052452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=115876426578052452' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/115876426578052452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/115876426578052452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2006/09/still-funny.html' title='Still Funny.....................'/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-115737907084932512</id><published>2006-09-04T15:29:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T16:38:29.813+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The best Advice ever receiced</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Abetter Way to Live....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;henever you make a mistake or get knocked down by Life. Don’t look back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; at it t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;oo long…..&lt;br /&gt;Mistakes are Life’s way of teaching you…Your capacity for occasional blunders is inseparable from your capacity, to reach your goals.&lt;br /&gt;No one wins them all and your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;failures,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; when they happen are just part of our growth..&lt;br /&gt;Shake Off your blunders. How will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; you k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;now your limits without an occasional failure?&lt;br /&gt;Never quit? Your turn will come…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;True or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6623/3323/1600/teddyhug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 168px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6623/3323/320/teddyhug.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; False?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;f you want something very badly. Set it free!&lt;br /&gt;If it comes back to you, It’s yours forever.. If it doesn’t it was never yours!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-115737907084932512?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/115737907084932512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=115737907084932512' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/115737907084932512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/115737907084932512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2006/09/best-advice-ever-receiced_04.html' title='The best Advice ever receiced'/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-115642846851802316</id><published>2006-08-24T14:39:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T11:39:12.760+03:00</updated><title type='text'>"...Do Women Date Naughty Guys but Marry Nice Ones?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6623/3323/1600/3d_729.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 209px; height: 119px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6623/3323/320/3d_729.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;font&gt;I&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;font&gt;got this rather funny mail from &lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;a href="www.catchhimandkeephim.com"&gt;catchhimandkeephim.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; and it went-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Dear Klara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;''There's something I want you to do that I KNOW will improve your natural ability to read into a man's behavior and his mind.''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Well...the exercise involved answering this questions!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;What is it about "bad boys" or men that aren't available" that is attractive to w0men?  And to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;font&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;. Have you ever dated a guy even though you knew he was a "bad boy" - or found out soon into things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;font&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;. Is there a "nice guy" in your life who would make a great companion but you're not attracted to or share a "connection" with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;Ofcourse I didn't try because  trying to do that is like trying to chew bubble gum to solve calculus problems!.... It's hopeless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;Anyway it was all about ''Why don't women pick the right guys?   Or even more to the point - why do women pick all the wrong guys?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;You might not agree with me, but women (including me) after being heart broken, been cheated on, or finding themselves  giving everything they  got inside, to get little or nothing in return, still DO feel that magical emotion called ATTRACTION for "bad boys".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;font&gt;Does anyone know why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-115642846851802316?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/115642846851802316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=115642846851802316' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/115642846851802316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/115642846851802316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2006/08/do-women-date-naughty-guys-but-marry.html' title='&quot;...Do Women Date Naughty Guys but Marry Nice Ones?'/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-115589754841073431</id><published>2006-08-18T11:36:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T16:31:14.470+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank u mama..............</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;mong the world's best is my Mama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;maybe I sound biased but sincerely speaking she deserves the best..Since my childhood she has been by my side, seen me through all....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;What amazes me is her knowledge about me, she is able to sense when am in need of her and somehow is ther&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;e....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually She's the only genuine reason am alive &amp; well today..Doesn't She deserve my all? I doubt  I could ever re-pay back all she has done for me? But for her I will do anything!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6623/3323/1600/tsmel02.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 89px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6623/3323/320/tsmel02.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;A mother is a person who seeing there are only four pieces of pie for five peo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;ple, promptly announces she never did care for pie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" class="title"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wisdomquotes.com/000701.html"&gt;Tenneva Jordan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally joined &lt;a href="http://www.kenyaunlimited.com"&gt;KBW&lt;/a&gt;, earlier on,  I had encountered regestration problems, But am happy now to be apart of a fast growing network.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-115589754841073431?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/115589754841073431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=115589754841073431' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/115589754841073431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/115589754841073431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2006/08/thank-u-mama_18.html' title='Thank u mama..............'/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-115574088285059295</id><published>2006-08-16T18:00:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T16:26:08.930+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The X factor</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;lot has been said about the X factor,  Many articles written about it, but still nothing has helped me. Can a real no strings attached friendship occur between two people who were once together ? How can one mantain such a healthy relationship?, because memories are bound to occur &amp;amp; confuse you further.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-115574088285059295?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/115574088285059295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=115574088285059295' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/115574088285059295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/115574088285059295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2006/08/x-factor.html' title='The X factor'/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-115538105989189571</id><published>2006-08-12T12:20:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T10:44:33.916+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn  this Life...................</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6623/3323/1600/Thin-Love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 198px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6623/3323/320/Thin-Love.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;ersterday I came face to face with my past, even though it wasn't a nasty breakup, I have always dreaded that meeting, Infact have been avoiding to....But as I sat there listening to how he was doing, I couldnt help wondering where would we be had I not been that "judgemental".....Offcourse all the aspects of his life have Improved, He drives, has a fiance, owns ahouse, etc,  while on the other hand nothing real changed in my life am still technically single, I own no house....nothing changed really I just grew older...He went on and on about how his current was understanding, Non-judgemental, patient.....and the list continues. In the end I wished him all the best &amp; headed for home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;But I  couldn't help wondering why on earth do we make promises we have no intention of keeing?Are human beings destined to be liars?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; let that go remembering the saying: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Life is like an onion, you peel of one layer off at atime &amp; sometimes you weep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; Infact If I was able to live through that horror, I can take the next thing that comes along...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-115538105989189571?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/115538105989189571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=115538105989189571' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/115538105989189571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/115538105989189571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2006/08/damn-this-life.html' title='Damn  this Life...................'/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-115522074851908568</id><published>2006-08-10T16:23:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T17:59:56.230+03:00</updated><title type='text'>How time flies....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6623/3323/1600/boranamasai.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6623/3323/320/boranamasai.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;y pal was celebrating her birthday the other day, she was turning 21 again! How time flies by! It reminded  just how  recently she was longing to be 21 (The golden age) and now that seems so far away,  Years have gone by as fast as seconds...and over the years dreams have become realities others painful memories and even others shelved away and forgotten...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://www.wisdomquotes.com/000602.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wisdomquotes.com/000602.html"&gt;omeone&lt;/a&gt; once said that 'Time is a companion that goes with us on a journey, It reminds us to cherish each moment because it will never come back again, What we live behind is not as important as how we have lived.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;he more I think of it the more am convinced so, Time  didn't wait for me, there are times  I reminisce the older days and wish to go back to the days when I was  a wild child with less cares, no broken hearts, no unfulfilled dreams &amp; most importantly no day to day pressures of life. Nobody prepared me sufficiently for Life realities I would face as I got  older....But again nobody is taught that, we somehow just learn them along the way.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reality is a question of perspective, the further you get from the past, the more concrete &amp;amp; plausable it seems-but as you approach da present, it inevitably seems incredible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-115522074851908568?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/115522074851908568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=115522074851908568' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/115522074851908568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/115522074851908568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2006/08/how-time-flies.html' title='How time flies....'/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-115505007527157236</id><published>2006-08-08T17:31:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T18:07:37.933+03:00</updated><title type='text'>From Africa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;nxiety &amp; Fear are very draining emotions that  always keep us from fulfilling our dreams. But unless one  gets up &amp;amp; do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;es whatever needs to be done to transform their lives,  They will sit around waiting forever....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Every change is frightening &amp; contains a risk but as an old proverb teaches us "&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nothing ventured Nothing gained"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;ometimes I  h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;old on to certain situations in Life just because am afraid of what will happen if I was to lose em.'  For some time now I have been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; afraid of some looming changes in my life but s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;ince&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; they &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;are unavoidable I have been preparing myself psych&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;ological to p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;ositively accept &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; ..................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Africa despite all the economical, political &amp; social problems is still a beauty.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6623/3323/1600/baisy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6623/3323/320/baisy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6623/3323/1600/DSCF1626.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-115505007527157236?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/115505007527157236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=115505007527157236' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/115505007527157236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/115505007527157236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2006/08/from-africa.html' title='From Africa'/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-115496260822785870</id><published>2006-08-07T12:07:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T11:05:05.056+03:00</updated><title type='text'>If only wishes were horses...........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;f only if I had enough money &amp; time I would have dissappeared to some hidden Island .  Somewhere discreet that I could have spend time with myself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;ust alone in a small Isolated Island.... There I would have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;spent hours watching the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; sun set over the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;oceans,  staring at the breezes, I could have actually done nothing but think.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6623/3323/1600/noname.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 152px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6623/3323/320/noname.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;....And&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;am imagining some place like this.........and lying in that sand...oh my......But it's only a wish.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-115496260822785870?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/115496260822785870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=115496260822785870' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/115496260822785870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/115496260822785870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2006/08/if-only-wishes-were-horses.html' title='If only wishes were horses...........'/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-115478873572848770</id><published>2006-08-05T17:26:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T11:15:41.420+03:00</updated><title type='text'>deception....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6623/3323/1600/ROSES.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6623/3323/320/ROSES.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;ave you ever realised after so long that what you've always believed in, what you have thought was  real was all fake!&lt;br /&gt;You realise the people whom you have been trusting have been lying...&lt;br /&gt;It happenned to me and I can assure u it's terrible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;You can fool some of the People all the time, and all of the people some of the time but you cannot fool all the people all the time"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;              --attributed to Abraham Lincoln-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-115478873572848770?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/115478873572848770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=115478873572848770' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/115478873572848770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/115478873572848770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2006/08/deception.html' title='deception....'/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-115478749841040121</id><published>2006-08-05T16:14:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T11:23:23.486+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Not giving in</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; didn't fall sick afterall &amp; even though this has been a very eventful week. Its finally over. Personal problems had been treatening to bring me down, but fortunately I didnt crack in...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;ince I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;have realised that: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;People who have accomplished alot in Life, are the people who  keep trying even when there's no hope at all&lt;/span&gt;, and I want my name to appear in that List.......and you will be surprised to know how long you can go from the point you thought it was the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;hey say never, never give up even when drowning always keep your head a float, I have always been one to lose hope in difficulty situations and offcourse it has never gotten me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; anywhere. I hope &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6623/3323/1600/samuel_l_jackson.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6623/3323/320/samuel_l_jackson.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;to always be brave even in the most trying times.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Did I ever mention that Samuel L. Jackson is one of my favourite actors &amp; hero's. Favourite because his is a rags-to-riches story that proves anyone can do great things with hardwork, talent &amp;amp; little luck!.......................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-115478749841040121?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/115478749841040121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=115478749841040121' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/115478749841040121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/115478749841040121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2006/08/not-giving-in.html' title='Not giving in'/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-115470124572604311</id><published>2006-08-04T16:18:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T11:47:18.036+03:00</updated><title type='text'>music &amp; I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6623/3323/1600/Kelly02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6623/3323/320/Kelly02.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;usic always has away of soothing my nerves, whenever am feeling overwhelmed it helps me calm down thats why I appreciate what all the people who make music good do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;hese are the people who help me appreciate life, who make me relax in this mad world, People like &lt;a href="www.avril-lavigne.com"&gt;Avril Lavigne&lt;/a&gt;,  &lt;a href="www.kellyclarksonweb"&gt;Kelly  Clarkson &lt;/a&gt;&amp; &lt;a href="www.don-williams.com"&gt;Don Williams &lt;/a&gt; just to mention but a few.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Am biased? Its just that I Love country music &amp; Soft Rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="www.geocities.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;lbert Eistein&lt;/a&gt; once said "If  I were not a physicist, I would probally  be a musician. I often think in music. I live my daydreans in music, I see my life in terms of music"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Would I say that too? Probably....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Kelly clarkson...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-115470124572604311?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/115470124572604311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=115470124572604311' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/115470124572604311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/115470124572604311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2006/08/music-i.html' title='music &amp; I'/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-115461748512105094</id><published>2006-08-03T17:37:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T16:13:20.046+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Auch!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6623/3323/1600/Gcamp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 381px; height: 108px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6623/3323/320/Gcamp.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; have been having this awful feeling of someone who's about to fall sick. The bad news is that I hate being sick, the thought of lying in bed the whole day already makes me sick.  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;here is no way I can afford to be sick since I have alot to accomplish before the end of the week.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;So Lord Jesus help me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-115461748512105094?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/115461748512105094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=115461748512105094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/115461748512105094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/115461748512105094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2006/08/auch.html' title='Auch!'/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-115451113604551099</id><published>2006-08-02T11:36:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T12:32:20.516+03:00</updated><title type='text'>For sure..............</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6623/3323/1600/mara%20river.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6623/3323/320/mara%20river.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ife&lt;/span&gt; is full of unseen obstacles what counts is how we deal with them, we can be hero's and found a way through them or be  victim's  who moan about fate. We only have certain ammount of energy and what matters is using it in amore productive way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;m always grateful: For all the heartaches &amp; tears, For all the gloomy days &amp;amp; fruitless years'  for I know that these are the things that have helped me grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  magnificent Mara River...............................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-115451113604551099?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/115451113604551099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=115451113604551099' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/115451113604551099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/115451113604551099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2006/08/for-sure.html' title='For sure..............'/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-115444592311478987</id><published>2006-08-01T18:09:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T10:31:34.926+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6623/3323/1600/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 125px; height: 97px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6623/3323/320/love.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;es, I love people, I love my family, my friends....... but inside myself there's aplace where I live all alone and that's where I renew the springs which dry up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;here are times when I appreciate being left alone, to coil in my world..in  my thoughts, today I had that strong need to recoil, but I had to be in this group work thing at my work place. How pathetic I was completely useless....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-115444592311478987?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/115444592311478987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=115444592311478987' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/115444592311478987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/115444592311478987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2006/08/everyday.html' title='Everyday'/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-115435932685564709</id><published>2006-07-31T17:50:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T17:36:45.680+03:00</updated><title type='text'>What a day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;What a stressful day it's been! I arrived late to work, panting like shit! after climbing those agonising stairs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;But I always have the notion that whatever the circumstances everything finally turns out for the best as long as you believe.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-115435932685564709?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/115435932685564709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=115435932685564709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/115435932685564709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/115435932685564709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2006/07/what-day.html' title='What a day!'/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-115418757323978929</id><published>2006-07-29T18:17:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T17:30:17.333+03:00</updated><title type='text'>My Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6623/3323/1600/beach9sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 113px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6623/3323/320/beach9sm.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I ever mention how mesmerised  am by our coastal beach?&lt;br /&gt;Am in love with beaches....They are just so beautiful, so mysterious  and  romantic....&lt;br /&gt;But again the best &amp;  most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen nor touched ....&lt;br /&gt;but are felt in the heart...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6623/3323/1600/BEACH4sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 209px; height: 113px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6623/3323/320/BEACH4sm.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-115418757323978929?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/115418757323978929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=115418757323978929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/115418757323978929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/115418757323978929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-love.html' title='My Love'/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-115418546698353417</id><published>2006-07-29T17:27:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T18:04:27.050+03:00</updated><title type='text'>True or False</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6623/3323/1600/1k59f18a4ddb_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 126px; height: 114px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6623/3323/320/1k59f18a4ddb_thumb.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;ove is strong Yet delicate.. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It can be broken &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;o &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;trully&lt;/span&gt; Love is to understand this&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;o&lt;/span&gt; be in  Love is to  respect this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                -&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Stephen Packer&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-115418546698353417?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/115418546698353417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=115418546698353417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/115418546698353417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/115418546698353417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2006/07/true-or-false.html' title='True or False'/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-115409640138172654</id><published>2006-07-28T16:24:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T15:47:24.056+03:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6623/3323/1600/lamu-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 437px; height: 220px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6623/3323/320/lamu-4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Three passions have governed my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;The longing for Love, the search for knowledge&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and unbearable pity for the suffering of Humankind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Love brings ecstasy &amp; relieves loneliness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;In the union of Love I have seen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;In a mystic miniature the prefiguring vision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Of heavens that saints &amp; poets have imagined...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;With equal passion  I  have sought knowledge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I have  wished to understand the hearts of people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I have wished to know why stars shine....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Love &amp; Knowledge led upwards to heavens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;But always pity brought me back to earth &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cries of pain reverberated in my heart&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of children in famine, of victims tortured&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of old people left helpless......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I long to alleviate the evil &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;But I cannot and I too suffer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;This has been my life; I find it worthy living...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://http://www.quotationspage.com/quotes/Bertrand_Russell/"&gt;Adapted&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-115409640138172654?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.quotationspage.com/quotes/Bertrand_Russell/' title='My Life........'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/115409640138172654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=115409640138172654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/115409640138172654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/115409640138172654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-life.html' title='My Life........'/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-115390541419523186</id><published>2006-07-26T10:37:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T12:57:02.016+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Failure is never the end........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6623/3323/1600/lamu_photo17.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 338px; height: 167px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6623/3323/320/lamu_photo17.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;ost things break, Including hearts! &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;The lessons of life ammount not to wisdom but to scar tissue &amp; awaken us.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;ove the moment, flowers grow out of dark moments....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore each moment is vital.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;It affects the whole life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Life is a succession of such moments and to live each is to succeed....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/authors/w/winston_churchill.html"&gt;Winston Churchill&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;once said" Courage is going from failure to failure without losing enthusiasm"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-115390541419523186?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/115390541419523186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=115390541419523186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/115390541419523186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/115390541419523186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2006/07/failure-is-never-end.html' title='Failure is never the end........'/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-115382996517870005</id><published>2006-07-25T14:20:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T12:35:29.620+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6623/3323/1600/MFAN01.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 563px; height: 234px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6623/3323/320/MFAN01.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;esterday Nancy my bestfriend, I met her way back in college called with some, I can  call them 'Terrific' news of her engagement to her long time other significant. I could only manage a simple wow! She left me thinking; how fast were we growing! Only recently we were 'care-free students' and now old enough to get to make such drastic Life changing desicions? She must have been surprised when I asked "Are you sure?" But even with my fears she still got my blessings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;had always believed college relationships were a waste of time, but my friend's engagement got me by surprise, I was left thinking If I could have gotten serious even on one occasion would be now spotting a BIG smile on my face and a tiny beautiful diamond rin&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt; on my finger? But I then guessed It was'nt meant to happen that way anyway.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;They say 'You cannot find true Love where it does NOT truly  exist and can not hide it where it truly exists....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;ollege life was the real bomb, apart from the boring lessons there was nothing to worry about! How different it's from the life we get after college..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6623/3323/1600/lamu_photo19mini.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 161px; height: 142px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6623/3323/320/lamu_photo19mini.10.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Last week has been really hectic for me, I have been searching for an apartment and Its been hard work. I had no Idea it was that hard.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;ne of the things I  love is nature...No matter how bad our economy is ...Kenya still remains in many aspects stunning to me. Did you guess the name of this pretty bird....Its the Lamu King Fisher...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-115382996517870005?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/115382996517870005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=115382996517870005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/115382996517870005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/115382996517870005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2006/07/growing-up.html' title='Growing up'/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-115375393193253990</id><published>2006-07-24T17:46:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T12:22:23.086+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Love at it's best</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6623/3323/1600/img49.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 492px; height: 185px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6623/3323/320/img49.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;hen you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" href="http://www.forbetterlife.org/main.asp?section=values&amp;valueID=37&amp;amp;language=eng&amp;utm_source=googleaw&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;utm_medium=ppc&amp;utm_term=ag1+love&amp;amp;gclid=CMbLlpvPqoYCFTB1MAodziYiAg"&gt;Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; someone and you love them with your heart. It never disappears when  you're apart.&lt;br /&gt;And when you &lt;a href="http://http://www.lovecalculator.com/"&gt;love&lt;/a&gt; someone  and you have done all you can do, You set them free....&lt;br /&gt;And if that Love was true.....when you love someone sincerely it will all come to you.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wisdomquotes.com/000645.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we must learn never dies  a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish it's source. It dies of blindness &amp; errors &amp;amp; betrayals....&lt;br /&gt;It dies of illiness &amp; wounds...&lt;br /&gt;It dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;id you ever know that, When we love &amp;amp;  show kindness towards others, It not only makes others feel loved &amp; cared for but it also helps us to  develop inner happiness &amp;amp; peace......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-115375393193253990?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/115375393193253990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=115375393193253990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/115375393193253990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/115375393193253990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2006/07/love-at-its-best.html' title='Love at it&apos;s best'/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-115280078659729181</id><published>2006-07-13T10:59:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T10:33:38.366+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Thou'  Shall Forgive!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6623/3323/1600/Fun%20on%20the%20beach.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 172px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6623/3323/320/Fun%20on%20the%20beach.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://www.forbetterlife.org/main.asp?section=values&amp;valueID=22&amp;amp;language=eng&amp;utm_source=googleaw&amp;amp;utm_medium=ppc&amp;utm_term=ag4+forgiveness&amp;amp;gclid=COyphaaDpYYCFS0YMAod9nKpAQ"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;orgiveness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;freeing up &amp; putting to better use the energy once consumed by holding grudges, harbouring recentments and nursing unhealed wounds. Its rediscovering the strenghts we always had &amp;amp; relocating our limitless capacity to understand &amp; accept other people &amp;amp; ourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;When we let go off hard feelings,   we start living the life God intended us to live, its most important if you  want to move and leave the past  for the past. As we give the gift of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://www.geocities.com/alienaxioms/forgiveness.html"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;forgiveness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; we ourselves are forgiven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Did you know that if you hate someone you're disliking part of yourself? An old proverb advices us that '' you will keep your friends if forgive them but will lose your friends if you keep talking about what they did you wrong''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Even though I really,  detest liars or sadists, I have come to learn that no matter how good a friend is they are going to hurt you once in a while and we must learn to forgive them for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-115280078659729181?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/115280078659729181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=115280078659729181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/115280078659729181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/115280078659729181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2006/07/thou-shall-forgive.html' title='Thou&apos;  Shall Forgive!'/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30911643.post-115261212274738802</id><published>2006-07-11T12:43:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T15:49:05.306+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to my Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6623/3323/1600/nrb%202.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 174px; height: 114px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6623/3323/320/nrb%202.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;ello Everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Greetings from Nairobi, Kenya - the economic hub of East Africa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for visiting "Simply Clara."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;This blogging thing is very new to me, but I'm EXCITED about its possibilities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Clarah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30911643-115261212274738802?l=simplyclarah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/feeds/115261212274738802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30911643&amp;postID=115261212274738802' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/115261212274738802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30911643/posts/default/115261212274738802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyclarah.blogspot.com/2006/07/welcome-to-my-blog.html' title='Welcome to my Blog'/><author><name>Klara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00003194375554449590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ChszhuL0G1E/RgJo70H-ffI/AAAAAAAAACg/8J_SZ8-wSHo/s320/klara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
